This beats hair in your food

[sweet angel]

At my old office, we had a guy who wanted to sue McDonald's. Claimed he was eating a 1/4 pounder and bit into "mouse parts". Claimed he threw up right then and there and had recurring issues. Claimed he saw psychiatrists, couldn't eat hamburgers, couldn't eat fast food, etc.

Turned out that the "mouse parts" were actually "fancy white mice", not the generic mice that would frequent a food establishment.

Needless to say, his case was dropped.

I had a hair in my salad at a restaurant a couple months ago. It was a place we go to frequently. I haven't eaten there since. I had to will myself not to puke. A few weeks earlier, there was a hair in my chinese food and, thank god I was home, because I did puke that time.

Wouldn't you notice a condom on your spoon though?

[header]

Wouldn't you notice a condom on your spoon though?

Yeah I don't buy it.

Recently can't remember where or what I was eating (I think it may have been Lonestar's amarillo cheese fries) I came across a small hair. I'm pretty sure it was an eye lash. I pulled it off the food flung it to the floor and continued to eat.

I didn't throw up, complain or feel the need to even tell my wife who was sitting across from me.

The only time I can remember telling a waiter about something was when I bit into a twist-tie that was in my salad. They gave me a new salad for free and we called it even.

[sweet angel]

This wasn't an eyelash...that, I think I could handle. This was a full-fledged hair from someone's head (I hope). I pulled it out of my mouth like a piece of spaghetti. I told the waitress (who told the manager) and absolutely NOTHING was done. Not even a new salad.

[header]

I don't mind the ocassional long hair in my food. This eyelash looked a little funny and a passing though that it coulda been a different kind of hair altogether entered my brain as I tossed it aside. I figured I might as well continue to tell myself it was an eyelash.

[sweet angel]

Maybe I have an over-sensitive gag reflex. It just skeeves me...even if I know it's MY OWN hair, I can't finish eating.

Then again, I also gag when I brush my teeth anywhere but at home.

[header]

I can't let that shit get to me. My kid has a fascination with sticking things in the toilet. My comb, toothbrush anything in close proximity of the toilet could have fallen victim to his wrath. I just live with it. What the hell am I gonna do buy new shit every day?

[sweet angel]

I'd store my toothbrush out of reach.

[header]

Nothing is out of the reach of a 2 year old that looks like a 4 year old. And the medicine cabinet (last time I checked) might be dirtier than the toilet water what with all the rust in there.

[Hosp]

I once went to Nathan's and in the Sauerkraut on my hot dog there was a piece of glass I discovered only when it cut my tongue. My mother brought it up to the counter and gave it to the manager to show him. He refused to give it back or do anything about it.